Hmmm blog entry 2 for Wednesday.  I was just going to go with some of those fake failed book covers.  Nothing more needs to be said.

I have been silent for a reason.  I had a health scare on Saturday afternoon that really shocked me and my family.  I went shopping with them and on the way we ate at Burger King.  Well I had some chicken sandwich and anyway after eating it and letting it settle I started feeling violently ill.  I drank a bottle of water and then felt better.  Well before supper I decided to make a pit stop and went.  It was strange because I sat there and nothing happened and then all of a sudden I felt a gush of liquid.  I examined it and fainted because it was entirely blood.  After waking up I went to the hospital and had all sorts of tests done.  Thankfully it isn't cancer because I was displaying signs of pancreatic and colon cancer.  Never want my colon examined again.  The doctor thinks I had a form of ecoli but couldn't diagnose it.  She thinks that something I ate had something wrong with it and it tore the lining of my stomach and thus caused me to bleed.  Well I have to examine everything that exits my body to make sure there isn't any blood.  I am feeling better and walking so don't make any plans for my funeral any time soon.  So now I have to catch up with my blogs.  I think I will do a couple today.  First up comic books.

I'd be inclined to think that all of the furry tickling snouts would be torture but then maybe that would be pleasureful but then they are animals so you would have to be some sort of deviant to get off to that.  Anyway I love how the mink is going all in by grabbing the top of the mountain.  Maybe human males have evolved from minks.

I don't understand Spanish but I bet in this issue she fights her archnemesis, the wind. 

I am thinking that guy is brain damaged or just another example of a racial caricatures.  I think most Native Americans didn't speak like that by the 1970s when this issue was published.  The super writers of Supermen are dicks.

I think this is the first example in written history of a Jesus Camp.

Seriously, isn't there a better name for a hero.  I bet he likes to frolic around with his cape and color coordinate the wardrobes of the less fortunate and make over his enemies. 

Justice League can not take out an ape.  No wonder there hasn't been a live action Justice League movie.  Wonder Woman is doing nothing as usual.  I feel sorry for poor Plasticman.  His face has been crushed.  Luckily he is plastic and will go back to normal.  I also tend to think that John Steinbeck is rolling around in his grave after the title was made for this comic.

Kids beating up the handicapped just isn't that exciting.  Come on what havoc can a person in an iron lung wreak upon this world?  We will never find out because the Boy Commandos are punks.

The 11th Commandment must be "You shall not litter".  My grandfather told me the 11th Commandment was "You shall not cultivate on your face what grows wild on your ass".  I am a bit confused...to the Bible study!

OK, note to future comic writers...examine the picture painstakingly and then CAREFULLY choose your words.

Looks like Ol' Rex has been puffing a little too much on that peace pipe.

Wow, that Junior Hopp sure is keen.  I love the euphemism of the feather standing straight up.  Guess those old comics are full of sexual angst.

Someone is going to hell for this.  I bet the Battle Pope's archenemy is Martin Luther with his nails and 95 theses of doom....I seriously have a problem with an overactive imagination.

I'll be back later.